“Well, there goes that. So, as it is. It is very likely you WERE Skyblazer, there is no definite proof. Then again, things do line up oddly well. Regardless, you are allowed to believe what you wish. Something a friend once told me.”
Backstop’s brain module was… messy at best. It’s components were scarred, broke, cut open, some were even missing. It was clear that when Scalpel randomly threw all of its components inside his head to end the job quicker he wasn’t carrying in the slightest of what results the surgery would have.
The interior of Backstop’s brain was dirty and leaking Energon. The outer shell of the brain module itself wasn’t even screwed in, so that the components inside would not loosely move around in his head.
In the simplest terms, it was a mess. It was a miracle Backstop was still living.
“Oh, shut up with your virtues, Scaleraker!” Swift said,loosing her temper, before even she herself wondered how out of character that line was.
“If you wish. My point is you can believe you are Skyblazer, or Swift, that is you decision to make, not mine. I know my answer.”
“And that is…?”
The small apendges began to work at repairing the internal physical damage, whils one inserted itself into the brain module directly and accessed his mind. (Think cordical psychic patch)
“He can…recognize…us but…is…catatonic.” Transwarp answered sadly.
Gigatread would now be able to access the whole of Backstop’s memory.
OOC: Can we say that this happened in the past? In the meantime Razorclaw showed up with a surgeon that is trying to fix him.
also what does catatonic even mean?
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Gigatread scanned through his memories and mind, seeing what he could find and what he might be able to fix.
Gigatread might randomly stumble about his memories from two months ago, when the whole epidemy started.
He could see Backstop running for his life on the streets, in his rhino mode, running from his life to escape a trio of cycle drones chasing him down.
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“Vehicon Swift. My friend, is dead. I accepted that along time ago, and I don’t think I could handle her return. Skyblazer wouldn’t want me to get hung up on the past. You may be built off of her, but you are your own bot now Swift. I just hope whatever piece of Skyblazer within you will help you forward. It’s what she would want.”
OOC: sure and catatonic means that a person doesn’t respond to much of anything. People in a vegetative state are also considered as being in a catatonic state.
IC: Transwarp watches worriedly as the group worked on Backstop.
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Swift fully lowers her missile launcher from Terrormander’s head, as her eyes flicker slightly.
“You… were… always… a…” Swift said, as if she was forcing herself to remember some old words.
OOC: I’ll let you finish that.
“A hard-scaled dolt?” He said.
“Y-y-ye…” Swift tried to say, a slight smile on her face, before it suddenly dying down back to Swift’s serious expression. “Such romantic nonsense. I’ve got enough information, thank you.” she said, as she shot another net at him.
He tried to move forward. Looking for areas of damage or data corruption.
Scaleraker was caught off-guard, and ensnared. “I… Shouldn’t be surprised that this would happen. You’re a vehicon. Dception is in your nature. Were you just leading me on? Were you just playing with me? The more and more I live, the more and more I realize that Vehicon’s can’t be trusted. Not for lack of trying my part though.” He says with a withering look at Swift.
The memories themselves would seem somewhat intact, if not a little blurry.
He would then see the first time he met the surviving group, and how he used his plant magic to heal Beetle’s broken legs.
Swift’s eye slightly flicker again.
“Shut up. I am getting you two to Megatron, before I return for the big guy.” she said, turning to her helicopter mode.
“You could at least call him by his name, or is that stooping to low for a ‘mighty vehicon General’?”
“I called you all by ‘Maximal this’, ‘Predacon that’ the hole day, cut me some slag… Maximal Scaleraker.”
two small mechanic arms caught Scaleraker’s and Terrormander’s nest as she silently took off.
“Point Conceded. So, what now? Are we to be killed, or converted?”